39 Chapter 39: He Deserves It!
Stephen Hill's face turned stiff in an instant.
He quickly realized the difference in status, and cold sweat dripped unconsciously from his forehead.
"Mi... Miss Taylor, I... I'm sorry, I was too anxious just now..." Stephen Hill wiped the sweat from his forehead and said awkwardly.
"I hope you don't mind; my son is lying in the hospital, and I was really worried..."
Seeing Stephen Hill's expression, Emily Taylor didn't hold a grudge.
She smiled and said, "Uncle Hill, did you come to me for something?"
Stephen Hill felt bitter inside.
He originally came to hold Emily accountable, but under these circumstances, there was no point in questioning her.
"Don't worry," Emily Taylor took the initiative to speak.
"I won't interfere in the matter between you and Ethan Smith," Emily said indifferently.
Upon hearing this, Stephen Hill's eyes lit up.
He said with some excitement, "Miss Taylor, is... is that true?"
"Of course," Emily Taylor smiled.
"I won't help him, nor will I help you; you two will have to settle your differences on your own," Emily said.
Stephen Hill was overjoyed!
He didn't need anyone's help to deal with a minor like Ethan Smith.
As long as Emily Taylor didn't intervene, it was fantastic news for Stephen Hill!
"Alright, Miss Taylor, I'll take my leave now," Stephen Hill bowed his hand and quickly left the Taylor family's Estate.
At this time, Ethan Smith was sitting at home, studying the heritage memories in his mind.
Other than medical skills and dao techniques in this heritage, there were also Xuan arts, but Ethan had never used them.
"As long as my strength is strong enough, medical skills and Xuan arts will only serve as an aid," Ethan thought to himself.
If he were to step into the Foundation Establishment Stage or even the higher Monastic Stage, healing would just be a matter of raising his hand.
Later, Ethan spent a day refining ten Soul Nourishment Pills.
In the evening, Ethan called Ray Walters to his home.
"Here are ten Soul Nourishment Pills." Ethan handed the pills over to Ray.
"Mr. Smith, are there only ten pills this time?" Ray asked tentatively.
Ethan smiled, "One hundred and sixty thousand dollars each; as many as you want. Of course, besides using money, you can also exchange them for herbs aged over twenty years."
"Alright, no problem," Ray Walters nodded quickly.
Not long after Ray left, a unwelcome guest arrived at Ethan's home.
It was no other than the white-haired young man from the day before.
The white-haired young man had a few more scars on his face and even leaned on a crutch.
"What are you here for?" Ethan glanced at him and asked.
The white-haired young man answered, "Mr. Hill sent me to tell you that there will be a banquet tonight at the Riverfish House."
"Oh?" Ethan's brows raised.
He thought for a moment and said, "Alright, I'll be there on time."
The white-haired young man nodded but did not show any intention of leaving.
"What, is there anything else?" Ethan frowned.
The white-haired young man hesitated for a moment and then asked, "I have a question; last night at Mr. Hill's banquet, I noticed your breathing techniques, and today I intentionally watched the video again. It seems extraordinary."
This made Ethan somewhat surprised.
"You can actually see the subtlety in it?" Ethan asked with doubt.
The white-haired young man said solemnly, "I once saw someone else's breathing technique, which was said to be able to heal the five viscera and six bowels from the inside out. It's quite similar to your method."
Ethan became even more astonished, it seemed that he was not the only one practicing dao techniques in this world.
"I'm just curious; I meant nothing else," The white-haired young man saw that Ethan did not speak and nodded, then left the place.
Ethan watched his departing figure, thinking to himself, "This kid has great skills and knows a lot; I should ask him for advice if I have the chance."
In the evening, Ethan set off for the Riverfish House.
Since Ethan had broken Benjamin Hill's arm, he specifically prepared a Marrow Generating Pill as an apology.
Of course, Ethan was doing this more for Emily Taylor since he wasn't sure about the disputes among the families, nor whether the Taylor family would avoid the Hill family.
Soon, Ethan arrived at the Riverfish House.
The Riverfish House was located by the river, and although isolated, it had a beautiful environment.
Today, the place was reserved by Stephen Hill.
At the entrance of the restaurant, there were four bodyguards, all of them skilled.
Just as Ethan approached the entrance, he was halted by a few bodyguards.
"Who are you?" One of them asked.
"Ethan Smith." Ethan responded calmly.
The bodyguard nodded and made way.
"Go in; Mr. Hill is waiting for you," said the bodyguard coldly.
Ethan didn't waste any time and strode in immediately.
In the great hall of the restaurant, there were more than ten bodyguards.
A man in a white suit was sitting at the head, eating and drinking in excess.
Ethan glanced at him and then approached, politely saying, "Greetings, Mr. Hill."
Stephen Hill glanced at Ethan, anger flashing in his eyes.
"So you're Ethan Smith? You have some nerve breaking my son's arm and even crippling it!" Stephen Hill gritted his teeth and said fiercely.
Ethan explained, "It was Benjamin who was aggressive, otherwise I wouldn't have..."
"I don't care what the reason is!" Stephen Hill interrupted Ethan.
He waved the club in his hand and said coldly, "If you dare hurt my son, I'll never let you get away with it!"
As soon as his words fell, Stephen Hill grabbed the club and furiously slammed it down on the white-haired young man's knee!
A crisp "crack" followed; the white-haired young man's kneecap was shattered! He then fell to the ground with a thud!
Stephen Hill spat on the young man's face and sneered, "Useless trash! You were supposed to protect my son, but you let him get his arm broken. What's the point of keeping you around?"
The white-haired young man was in unbearable pain but didn't say a word.
"Break his limbs and throw him out," Stephen Hill ordered coldly.
"Yes!" The bodyguards next to Stephen Hill immediately walked towards the white-haired young man.
"Hold on!" Anger emerged on Ethan's face.
"Your son was the one I hit, so what does that have to do with him?" Ethan said coldly.
Stephen Hill snorted and said, "He didn't protect my son well, so it's his dereliction of duty! Anyone who neglects their duty deserves punishment!"
Ethan looked at Stephen Hill and couldn't help but sneer, "He neglected his duty for not protecting Benjamin, but what about you? Did you educate your son well?"
"How dare you!" Stephen Hill slapped the table and stood up!
"What are you to teach me a lesson?" Stephen Hill scolded angrily.
Ethan looked at Stephen Hill coldly and said, "No wonder Benjamin is so arrogant and overbearing; with a father like you, it's not surprising. Let me tell you this, breaking his arm was just the beginning. If he dares provoke me again, next time I'll take his life!"